Paint Chips Haikus (ekphrastic poems about things) by Jerome Berglund

old glory, palm trees

aloha to worship in;

prays for the Afghans

Constantine didn't

care for carrots in his stew

so had bulk removed

she wonders if the

money tree's poisonous; say safe

bet, causes nausea

Dresden echoes like

a reverberant candlelit

catacomb, twilight

squeezebox is squandered

on a ruined city, burnt

out rubble wasteland